Suspended in Love

Today was supposed to be my wedding day with Grayson Harmon. But the moment I opened my eyes that morning, my heart wouldn't stop racing. I couldn't explain it, just had a sinking feeling something was going to go wrong.And sure enough, it did—right as we stepped onto the stage.Sophia Lexton showed up.She stood there, holding a scalpel. A real surgical scalpel. Sharp enough to slice skin clean. Her hand shook as she held it to her own neck, crying like her world was ending."Grayson," she screamed, "why did you lie to me? You swore—you said it'd be you and me, forever! It's me and you who are meant to be! How could you not marry me? I'm the only one who should be standing here as your bride. Who is she, anyway?"It was always like this. Anyone with half a brain could see through her act. But Grayson never could. He always fell for it. Always ended up letting her take him away.One blind. One heartless.And this time, he was already giving in again.He stepped toward her, h

In Grayson's memory, whenever he said he was tired, I'd run to him without hesitation—massaging his shoulders, rubbing his legs. Maybe it was that same blind devotion, that "good wife" image, that made him think he could do whatever he pleased."Grayson, what I said at the wedding wasn't a joke. Let's set a time to get the papers." I meant divorce papers.He'd dragged me to get the marriage license as soon as he learned I was pregnant. But these past few days, I've had time to think things through. I don't want to keep dragging out this love triangle. I'm done being entangled with either of them.His hand shook as he lit a cigarette. "Brianna, what now? You're starting with me too? I'm already exhausted dealing with Sophia. Can't you just be a little more reasonable? Try to understand me for once? I didn't want things to happen that way either, but I couldn't just watch her die. You're always so understanding. You get it, don't you?"He said it as if it were the most natural thing

Then Grayson looked at me with regret all over his face, like he wanted to apologize. His lips parted, but no words came out.He turned and walked out. I thought he was gone. But a few minutes later, he came back, holding a gift bag."Brianna, I'm sorry. I really do love you. About what happened the other day... I didn't have a choice. Just a little longer, okay? Another six months. We've already made it this far, what's another stretch? Look, remember that bracelet you liked last month? I got it for you."I looked at the gift in his hand and smiled. When did I ever like bracelets? The one I wanted was a red diamond. It was Sophia who liked bracelets.See? Even the gift—he still only remembered what Sophia liked. To him, I was optional. An afterthought."Grayson, have you not noticed? Sophia's condition keeps getting worse. Forget one wedding—she'll ruin ten if we try. I'm tired. I don't want to keep playing games with the two of you. Let's get a divorce.""That won't happen, B

I couldn't take the tension anymore. I turned to the company director sitting beside me and struck up a conversation about my current project.He liked my idea, said it had potential. He lifted his glass to toast.But before our glasses could meet, Grayson shot to his feet, snatched the wine from my hand, and smashed the glass against the floor."Have you lost your mind?" he snapped. "Don't forget, you're still pregnant. Drinking? Are you trying to kill yourself? And now you're using the baby just to make me stay away from Sophia? What happened to you? How could you be so cruel?"His words hit like a hammer. The whole room froze. Everyone stared at him.Then someone spoke."Grayson… you didn't know?"He looked around, confusion flickering across his face. "Know what? What happened?""Grayson, she… she lost the baby. It happened on your wedding day. There was heavy bleeding. We tried to contact you, but couldn't reach you. In the end, it was Brianna who signed the consent form h

In Grayson's family, only Grayson and his grandfather ever treated me kindly. Now that even Grayson had taken Sophia's side, what was left for me to care about?To avoid being harassed by phone calls, I turned my phone off.I had already wrapped up most of my duties at work—just two more days, and I'd be free. So it surprised me when I saw Grayson standing at the office entrance early that morning, holding a basket of freshly croissants—my favorite.He should've been at the hospital with Sophia. Or was the company in such trouble that he had to show up himself?Just as he was about to hand the croissants to me, Sophia appeared out of nowhere and snatched them from his hands."What are you doing out of the hospital?" he snapped. "These are for Brianna. Give them back to her. If you're hungry, order some yourself and stay put."Sophia started crying.It was the first time I'd ever seen Grayson raise his voice at her. But instead of feeling moved, I just felt disgusted.He grabbed